She leans in and whispers, “Mind telling me what the hell just happened?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Lexie left here and I think she was heading to you. At least, Tiff and I think so. What happened? Because when she came back, she didn’t say a word to anyone.”
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen her until now because I was in a meeting at the house with the girl from LSMP and Carson Lee. Are you sure she was going to go see me?”
“We thought so. She was talking to her father-in-law and then took off in Tiff’s car. We all thought she came to her senses and was going to you.”
“Maybe she changed her mind halfway there? She never came.”
Reed catches my attention and ends our side conversation. “Dad there is glitter all over me. I look like a girl.”
“You don’t really mind, do you? I mean, it’s for Sadie and her birthday.”
He glances at Sadie. “I guess it’s okay then. But no glitter next year, Sadie.”
She frowns. “I want glitter for all my birthdays!”
They start to fuss over glitter when Lexie abruptly stands and leaves for the kitchen. Brooke and Tiffany, and everyone else it seems, turn to look at me. What did I do? I just got here. Ignoring them, I stand and follow her. She’s much like I was that one day, with her forehead resting against the fridge, her eyes closed, and her hand tightly grasping the door handle.
“Hey,” I say softly.
She stands upright, glances at me, and then opens the fridge for a pitcher of tea. “Hey.” Lexie turns away to pour herself a glass.
“Sadie seems to be having fun.” I’m not quite sure what to say to her. Lexie doesn’t say anything. “I’m sorry I’m late,” I try. “I had a meeting.”
“Is that what you call it these days?”
“Is there another name for it?” I question with confusion.
“Well, back in my day it was called getting laid,” she sneers at me.
She’s completely lost me. “What are you talking about, Lex? I had a business meeting, and it ran late. Why would you even think I was having sex instead?”
“You know what, it doesn’t matter to me. If you want to bang every blonde girl in Salt Lake City, go ahead. You and I are not an item. And I need to stop being jealous.”
Ah. Maybe she was on the way to my house. This blonde must be Kinley. I grin, remembering that last part. “You’re jealous of someone?”
“No,” she quickly replies, obviously lying.
“Brooke said that she thought you were going to see me. Were you? Why would you do that, Lexie?”
“I may have taken a drive in your general direction, but you obviously had company.”
“Yes, I did. The blonde is Carson Lee’s girlfriend, for one. I’m assuming that’s who you are talking about?”
“There are a lot of blondes in the area. So, I could be referring to her.” Lexie suddenly stops and looks at me. “Wait, Carson Lee? As in the Carson Lee?”
“Is there another person named Carson Lee that we would both know of?”
“Let me see if I understand this: you had a meeting at your house with Carson Lee’s girlfriend. Why?”
“She’s my contact with that clothing line. She was trying to get me to sign the deal one last time and even brought him with her. They met me at the house, so when it was over, I could get here faster for the party.”
“Oh, crap.” Lexie looks down, anywhere to avoid facing me.
“Did you think I would miss any of Sadie’s party for a woman after I told her I would do my best to be here? Did you think I could have moved on from you so soon?” I finish quietly.